CRIMSON BLOSSOMS OF DESIRE

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He was a nobleman, bound by duty to a powerful family. She, a mystery woman, with a voice like velvet and a heart yearning for adventure. Their paths collided in a bustling marketplace, sparking a forbidden flame. But their love was a secret whispered, forever shadowed by the threat ofconsequences. Their secret meetings fueled their passion, a